The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1887-04-24

him a photograph of the Apollo Belvedere and
Alice Helmholtz's study of q draped figure.
Si.nor Olio cast a sharp glance at the young
mar, and then pointed slowly to the Apollo.
1T is finished up smoother" be said in so low
tone that only few heard. of whom Mrs
HelmhotZ was one.
docs he not hit upon the true. the classic,
every timer she crled in delight. How many
of us could stand the same sestl'
In short, the old mans triumph that night was
signal and complete. Immediately after. sub
scription paper was circulated for the benefit of
Sicnor Olio; it had become necessary to provide
fund for his maintenance and education. OF
course. he found less and less time for shoe
making, but nobody cared for that. Mrs
Helmhotz took the boots and slippers she or
dered and paid for them without a murmur,
even when they proved to be full size too
short She gave them away cheerfully. 1t was
really something to find the genius of her pro-
tege so demonstrated by practical results.
When the money subscribed reached the sum of
500, young girl, who had advertised for pri-
vate pupils, was sent down to Cook Lane to mi
tate this silver haired prodigy into the myster-
les of the primer. He learned the alphabet in
less than an hour After two hours acquaint-
ance words Of one syllable cheerfully
cumbed to his efforts. aud in week he was
reading an easy story quite fiuenty. Another
week found him pushing through Grimm's
Life of Michael Angelo" with apparent enthu-
siasm and great gibness.
Many were the efforts of tho benevolent ladies
to induce him to sketch-any thing. everything
but nothing could persuade him to touch pencil
of fear fear -'' ''''''AS '''A s''e' - 'A'0'
THAT" said tine ladies, sis because of his great
reverence for art"
Another subscription paper went the rounds,
though the first sum collected was not half gone
This time. so tender of the Sienore feelings had
bis admirers grown, that they put the money
into his hands and allowed him to pay his own
bills.
But it was evident tina. life was not to be for
him N Ilnhr0Eer Of md do.
light in the beauties of art. He appeared at Mrs.
Helmholtz's one day, IN trembling state of ex
element. The money was gone! He had put it
in a box in his cupboard, counted it before he
went to bed. thought how kind the dear ladies
had been TO him, and in the morning, 10! the
door was open and the box had disappeared.
Harry Berenson was there when he told his pitt
full story, and Harry not In patient humor.
He had called that morning to put vital ques-
tion to Miss Alice, in the state of resolution and
trepidation with which we are told young men
usually fortify themselves to meet their fate.
He had been shyly-nay, but was it not warmly?
greeted He had spoken fuently in differ
ent subjects, and was beginning. haltingly.
to blunder over that OF her perfectlons,
when-god of love, could you not have inter-
fered before it was too latel-Mrs. Helmholtz
entered leading her shoemaker, and begged that
sufferer to repeat the tale of his misfortune to
the young people. And when Signor Olio had
finished. and turned again to his protector for
consolation, Harry muttered, not too far under
his breath
COMPOUNDED old humbug!"
II must beg of you not to speak In that man
ner of the dear old man." said Miss Alice, stiiy.
The dear old man was by this time in the hail.
taking fearful leave, and protesting that the
kind lady was too good, far too good, when she
spoke of making up another purse.
We'll. he is humbug," said Harry. his reso-
luton oozing out in i'll temper "A precious
old sneak" Alice rose with much dignity.
Good morning Mr.. Berenson; l am sorry
you have so little appreciation of worth. ;"
DO you mean TO forbid me the house for the
sake of that-that shoemaker" cried Harry,
falling into tragedy with lovers haste.
Il mean to say good morning." said Alice also
trembling
Harry rushed from the house and the girl fed
to her room. He soon overlook Signor Clio who
was quavering feebly along. Naturally Harry
regarded him with rage, as the cause of his dis
comfiture; naturally, also, ne was anxious to
prove his position of doubt by evidence.
'Fine story that" was his beginning ''Women
are easily gulled, aren't they?'
"Mr. Berenson," said the old man with dignity.
after his first start you DO not believe what
sayP
''Bless you, no." returned Harry, lightly
Understand you too we'll for that Where's
the other one, now"
Good Lord have you seen Mary AnnY" cried
the other, off his guard.
mo, but some one else has You might have
known she'd tell"
The old man turned such wild eyes upon him
that Harry began to feel the slightest possible
conjunction.
when was it,"
Never mind. haven't had time to see her
myself. but mean to. You'd better get your
evidence in before hers. She is sure to say it's
all your fault. How did you get up that yarn
about Doorosa2n speaking at random.
Il couldn't say Mary Ann; it sounded SO COM
mon. thought of 1t when Miss Fulham came
to see me first had heard one of my pictures
called Dolorosa it seemed pretty name"
so Dolorosa and Mary Ann are evidently the
thn d.
''We're getting on"
They had reached Cook Lane. Berenson
stopped at number nine, a matter of course.
When the old Iman pushed open the door and
entered he followed Sitting in the one chair,
her feet stretched out before her. the blue hat
and feather dragging the tumbled hair still fur
Their out of place. was the woman whom Miss
Emily had met there. She returned the
glances-Harrys full of surprise and the old
mans holding only exasperaton-with a stupid
| stare
| Drunk again. Mary Ann9' cried Signor Olio
| in rage pounding her shoulder with his small
| fist. Drunk again. That's where my money
| goes, is it,"
| Mary Ann was deaf to reproaches Harry be-
| gan to recognize the Importance of the occasion
and to feel the keenest sort of interest in play
| ing his part.
Now you'll have to sit down and talk with
| me, pulling the Signor back to his bench. II
| haven't time to wait If you don't give me the
| whole story, shall call the police
| Lord! Lord To think Mary Ann should have
| let it all Quit! groaned the shoemaker, almost
tearing his reverend hair when she was in
! drink. suppose"
| Never mind. Now begin and tell your side
| of it, and if it doesn't correspond with hers
why, it'll be all the worse for you. You know"
1T was this way" began the Signor. rocking
himself back ana forth. MARY Ann and I
moved here from the West. and we couldn't
! make living. She might wash. go out to
| service. but she's lazy and won't" turning upon
the oblivious offender, with snarl. ''Wo were
willing to be honest but the charities helped
other people, and why shouldn't they help usl
| I'm old, you see sir"
go on" said Harry. Don't stop to whine.
and one day was in Queen street. when
| two ladies come out of n house where there was
sick boy they hao been helping and says
to the other: He's so fond of flowers It's won
derful to see such a taste for the beautiful; you
| feel like doing anything for such people, Then
hit on this PLAN l told Mary Ann and she
said it was bright She took service for a
week on Grand street. where they had g-ea,
pictures and she carried them away in her eye
and then got some like them at the heliotype
place. Mary AIMS quick-a great help to me
sometimes Then she left me and took lodgings
in Key street. ] could say that she'd rur
] away. l used to talk to Mrs. OGiil about my
1 poverty. hoping she'd report me- and she did
then. sir, the kind ladies came,n with a keen
glance and a half smile at Harry.
well, If you re not a crafty old rascalln said